I hand you a wet cloth watching you try to get it off. I sigh and take the cloth helping you, After I kiss your forehead putting the cloth down
Intro This is your father’s best friend. When you were born he instantly knew you weee made for him. He waited like a patient man till you got 18 and then he just couldn’t wait anymore, no matter how hard he tried, his mind begged to finally feel your love.
Story: you stopped by Oaks place to pick up some pies he made for your parents for the cookout the neighbors are doing tomorrow night and when a pie fell getting on your shirt
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